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If you couldn't sense heat, you'd not be alive. And if that heat never grew uncomfortable, you would never move. And if you were stagnant—unchallenged by unpredictable flares—you would never grow capable of shielding yourself from harsher flames. So yes, life was meant to drag you straight through the fire.

Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes

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1. Fish Upon the Sky: After much push back and drama Mork and Pi are in a relationship. However presumably out to help them, Mork's friend Bam releases photos of Pi before his make over embarrassing him at Mork's birthday party. Mission Accomplished. Pi ends things with Mork. But it's not over. Mork sets out to reunite with Pi.

2. Never Let Me Go: Palm has just watched his mother murdered by the men sent to kill Nuengdiao. Palm snaps for a moment pushing Nuengdiao. Nuengdiao becomes angry and an argument ensues with Nuengdiao ending things with Palm lying that he doesn't love him. Nuengdiao pushes Palm away insisting he is returning to Bangkok. Palm begs him to not leave him.

3. We Are: The Series: Phum has ignored Peem's calls because of Phum's argument with his father. Phum sets out to make things right with Peem. Peem is not angry exactly he's more hurt but listens to Phum. Peem confesses his love for Phum and the two make up.

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34 images below the cut (WARNING: L gets intense)

To Light’s shock, L knew about the notebook scrap inside the watch and has put two and two together.  L becomes all the more certain that Light is Kira and gets... excitedly grabby.  Light demands to be let off the chain early and is shocked again that L concedes.  The original plan is still an option, but because of his memory-less self’s actions, Light’s open to alterations... if only L would let him in on the details of working with Kira.  Light needs to think.

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[convexicalcrow]

Physically, Cub was fine. He wasn't infested with skulk or anything else for that matter. (Wait. You can get infested with skulk? How can you get infested with skulk?) Mostly, he felt… fine? Indeed, they'd decamped from the mansion and gone back to Hermitopia because the priests saw no reason to keep Cub there any longer as he posed no danger to anyone. Well, no more danger than normal, of course.

The problem was Cub still didn't really remember anything beyond moving into Scar's treehouse, and even then, he couldn't tell anyone how long ago that had been. He vaguely accepted that all the skulk he'd helped clean up was his fault, and he was fine with that, but he just didn't remember doing any of that. He didn't even know why he was on another server, apparently. Everything was just gone from his mind.

His dreams had been… dissonant. Voices he couldn't understand, faces he couldn't see, places he didn't recognise. So he just… stopped sleeping. And he was fine. He busied himself with the skulk cleaning and anything else the Hermits might want from him, and got used to dealing with the amnesia. It's not like he hadn't lost periods of time before when the Vex took him, though it didn't seem to have ever been as long as this.

-

It was the stench of skulk that False smelt first, though she easily caught sight of Pixlriffs after that as he seemed to eye her in a dangerous way as she approached the catacombs. She drew her sword, though whether it would help, she didn't know. If skulk infestations were simple enough to cure by murder, Cub wouldn't have needed to go through so many rituals and spells to clear his.

Perhaps coming here at night was unwise, too. It made it harder to see the full extent of the skulk that now spread everywhere around Pix's builds. It was halfway up the side of the statue as well.

"Pix? I-I just want to talk. About the skulk. Is that okay?" False said as she took a couple more steps forward.

"Of course. Come closer, False, we can't speak when we're so far away," Pix said, his voice definitely different enough to send chills down False's spine.

She didn't have time to figure out what had happened before a long skulk vein shot out at her and grabbed her around her torso before dragging her closer to Pix, too close. She could smell the skulk on him, and see how his eyes glowed, possessed by an ancient power.

"Yes, that's better. Don't want to make you shout if you don't need to. I saw the sword. I'm taking precautions," Pix said.

God, his voice sounded awful. That same dark, creepy, half-deluded voice Cub had when he was possessed. False shivered as Pix touched her cheek with a finger, his smile twisted and awful. The veins tightened. False would struggle to escape from this unless she managed to shock him into letting her go.

"Not that a sword will do you any good, of course. We are not so easily killed, as you well know," Pix said.

"I-I mean, I am just good with a sword, that's all, it's just instinct, sorry," False said.

"Lies. You are Vex. I smell it on you. Here to spy on me, hey? Here to administer your poisons? Ha! I think not. You'll stay far away from me if you know what's good for you," Pix said.

Before False could reply, she was flung backwards and up into the air, long enough for her to get over the shock and deploy her wings before she crashed into the ground. The smell of skulk followed her home and she buried herself in the ground near the tower until the fear wore off.

-

"It's not that I don't trust you and your memories, Scar, but you don't always remember things right, that's all I'm saying," Cub said, sitting on top of the Hermitopia tower gazing up at the night sky with Scar.

"I know, I know. I guess I'm just sad you've lost so much this time. You really don't remember anything beyond the basement? You just remember moving in and now this?" Scar said.

Cub thought for a moment. "I remember… Yes. I remember moving in. And building something down there, though all I can see are glowberries and deepslate so I have no idea what I did, just that there's something down there that I built. After that, waking up in the mansion with your face gazing down at me. That's literally it. I don't remember anything else."

"Oh, you've lost so much! Oh no! That skulk ate my best friend! Oh, Cub. I wish I could give all those memories back. We had so much fun together. God, you don't even remember Total Chaos, do you?"

"The name rings a bell, but I dunno, I'm not sure I remember anything specific," Cub said. He shrugged. "It's not like I don't have any other blackouts in my mind, and you do too. I've learned to live with them."

"Yeah, I know, but like, it's so much! It's so much time you've lost! Oh, I think I'm grieving for you, because now all our memories are just mine, and not ones I share with you. Oh, man, Cub. If I knew this skulk thing was gonna eat so much of your brain, I'd have dragged you off to the priests sooner!" Scar said.

Cub lay back, losing himself in the vastness of the stars. "Yeah, maybe. I dunno."

Scar lay down beside him and reached for his hand. "I'm gonna destroy all the skulk on this server for taking so much of you away from me. Oh, if it thinks the Vex were angry before, ohoho, it hasn't met my anger yet. I will burn it all in the pits of hell and desecrate every ancient city until no trace of skulk remains. That is a promise."

-

"Hey, have either of you seen Pix anywhere? I feel like I haven't seen him for days," False said as she found Scar and Cub cleaning up yet more skulk that had appeared around the base of the tower, though at least they were sure this wasn't Cub's fault this time.

"Oh, he was meant to be skulkified, right? And he's gone? Maybe the skulk ate him instead," Scar said, less than helpfully.

"No, I've seen him log in and off, but I haven't seen him. And there's been more skulk around. He's definitely been doing something. He has appeared to be afk a lot though. Maybe he's at that nether farm of his?" Cub said. "Someone told me he had a farm there."

"Oh, it's for froglights, I think. Hmm. Maybe I'll go check there. Do let me know if you see him, though. I did… look, I might have run into him a few days ago and he nearly killed me when I tried to confront him about the skulk so I've stayed away. I think we need to cure him. Then maybe all this will be over," False said.

"Time to mobilise the Vex, hey?" Scar said.

"It might be time, yes. They're still on board, right? With the cures?" False said.

"As far as I know, yes. They're still angry, False. That infestation desecrated a Holy Vessel. This cannot go unpunished and you know it," Scar said.

"Angry enough to cure something from causing more harm to the players here, that says a lot, hey?" Cub mused.

"Oh you don't know the half of it. Do you want us to come help you look for Pixl? He does seem to be online, but I don't know where he is," Scar said.

"Why don't you two check the nether farm and I'll check the capital? If he's not there, we'll have to look further," False said.

"Sure, sounds good to me, right Cub?" Scar said.

"Sure, sure. I'm up for it," Cub said.

"Let me know if you find anything. I'll check back in later," False said. She had turned and flown off before Cub and Scar could reply.

-

Cub and Scar were lost. In the nether proper. They'd gone through the wrong portal somehow and now they were in a warped forest somewhere with no signs of life anywhere around them.

"You know, we really should have just gone back into the portal once we saw it was the wrong one," Cub said. "Maybe ask for coords?"

Scar frowned at the tree in front of him. "I know, I know! Look! I thought I knew where to go from here, but apparently not!" He sighed. "And of course you have no idea where to go either, so I guess we're stuck."

"'Scar and I lost in the nether. Anyone around to help?'" Cub said, as he typed the message into chat. "Didn't want to give away what we were doing in case Pix sees it."

"Ahh yes, of course. Very good. At least that part of your brain still works!" Scar said, unsure he'd have thought of that.

"Oh, Impulse saw it already. Wants to know our coords." Cub checked. "Man, how did we get 3000 blocks away? We are really off course now, aren't we? Man. I'll send them to Impulse and see what he says."

"Look, we took a wrong turn and then we clearly flew around in circles for too long, that's all," Scar said. "I'm sure Impulse will be able to find us. He's good at this kind of thing!"

Cub laughed. "Yeah, yeah, he is. Hang on, he says he's on it. Not sure if he's coming to find us, or has something else in mind, but I guess we just stay here until told otherwise, yeah?"

"I guess so! Oh-oh, no, piggies! The big meanie ones! Run!" Scar said as a hoglin caught sight of them and started charging at them.

"You go, I got this!" Cub said, grabbing some blocks as he pulled out a giant axe he didn't remember getting.

Scar dug himself into the wall while Cub did the fighting. He felt he went into autopilot mode, his instincts kicking in as he towered up a few blocks to get out of the way and swiped at the beast until it was dead.

"It's safe now, Scar, come on out!" Cub said as he jumped off the small tower. "Maybe we should build a small shelter to keep the pigs away."

Scar stuck his head out of the one block hole he'd dug. "Or you can come in here with me! Still safe!"

"Yeah, but how's Impulse gonna find us if we're stuck in a wall?" Cub said as he walked over to join him anyway.

"He's a smart boy, he'll find us!" Scar said cheerfully as he blocked up the entrance and started digging out a slightly bigger space as Cub placed a torch on the wall. "And now we wait!"

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“However,” she continued, leaning forward and clasping her hands together. “The intention is absolutely to get you back to your ship. I’m asking you to be patient.”

The corner of his mouth curled a little as Henley flashed into his mind.

“Not…historically good at that,” he told her.

She looked at him knowingly. “And you don’t believe me.”

“I’d like to,” he rasped. “But you have not given me anything to hold onto.”

“Is not getting you away from those Hutt sucking bastards enough?” she asked him, arching an elegant eyebrow.

He considered how to answer this. It was compelling, yes. Unless she had other motives. He was well aware that he held a ghoulish sort of value to various beings around the galaxy.

She understood his silence.

“I swore to you that you would be with friends. I am not lying, Captain. There are no ulterior motives in saving you. And you will return to your ship. When you are physically capable of doing so.”

“What friends?” he asked, throat aching with so much talking. “My closest friend in the world is on my ship. I have no others.”

She sucked at her bottom lip and he could see her weighing her reply in those wonderful blue eyes.

“I…can’t tell you that. I wish I could, Captain, believe me. I will merely reiterate, you are safe here. Doctor Frolov says you will have the final surgery tomorrow to make sure that everything heals as it should.”

He tried to paste on a relieved smile and nodded.

He had to escape.

[introvertia]

Big long whiny ramble…

Strongly considering going on an impromptu two week trip because someone I don’t want to be around is going to be visiting my little corner of the world for said two weeks. You could see this as cowardice, or being an unhealthy reaction that’s reaching absurd levels because I’m avoiding a confrontation - but to that I say: You don’t know their level of crazy. This person could negatively impact my professional life. Maybe, just maybe I’m blowing things out of proportion - but just knowing they’re going to be around in less than a month - just makes me so uncomfortable. On one hand I can suck it up and make nice and spend a few hours with them OR I can be honest and say I don’t want to see you, and just wait for the shit storm that may follow if they opt to talk shit about me within our professional circle - this person is really good at hiding their crazy, playing the victim and is well liked and well connected. They either love you or demonize you OR I can blow money on travel (eating into my savings) and just not be around. I guess the easiest option is just to give myself a temporary emotional lobotomy and just be fake and go with the flow or whatever- but I feel like I’m betraying myself. We were friends for a while but the trust and the joy has been crushed and replaced with obligation, wariness and suspicion. Yes, I’m overthinking this, that’s what I do.